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Grace Sep 2021
who am I
who am I
who am I;
I feel like a flower, forgetting rain while it is sunny.
Grace Sep 2021
Tell me different things thousands of times;
if I am melting in the heat of the sun, falling to the ocean, I should think it wouldn't matter. Even if you bid me peace.
Grace Aug 2021
Like the river encircling the boundless world, so too is the depth of the sky, unending, and so too are the waves, a reflection and a window to the holes of our world, bottomless.
Grace Aug 2021
the language of my love

                                                        it's you
Grace Aug 2021
goodnight stars,
tomorrow I shall know the Sun -
its warmth and fire
Grace Aug 2021
I speak of hope
like the dawn it comes, there, on the horizon
Grace Aug 2021
in the darkness of my doubts and troubles hums a songbird
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